The Mischief of Monic |
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Author:
| Walford, Lucy Bethia |
ISBN: | 978-0-217-09270-8 |
Publication Date: | Aug 2009 |
Publisher: | General Books LLC
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Book Format: | Paperback |
List Price: | USD $20.96 |
Book Description:
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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: and the mother is, as I say, an excellent woman, and does her duty by them all. But if you do not choose to see very much of her, or of them, why, you needn't, that's all. Their place is about five miles off, and they are not often my way. If you do not think it necessary to stop at home for Mrs. George...
More DescriptionPurchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: and the mother is, as I say, an excellent woman, and does her duty by them all. But if you do not choose to see very much of her, or of them, why, you needn't, that's all. Their place is about five miles off, and they are not often my way. If you do not think it necessary to stop at home for Mrs. George Schofield's call, why, please yourselves. You can see her in her own house any day you care to drive over. There is the gong, young ladies, and that means half-an-hour till dinner time; and he turned towards the house. We dine at seven then, I suppose, said Monica, pleasantly. No one would have supposed from her tone that she had ever dined at any other hour. CHAPTER III. TO THINK OF US HERE When first in life's young spring, Like the gay bee-bird on delighted wing. She'd stooped to cull the honey from each flower That bares its breast in joy's luxuriant hour.?Watts. Dinner passed agreeably enough; and as soon as it was over our youthful beauties retired to the drawing- room, leaving their uncle to his wine and his reflections. Monica threw herself back in a broad arm-chair, and laughed aloud. Isabel more soberly smiled, as she sank down upon a couch, arranged a cushion for a support, and put her hand to her brow. It is funny, she said, however. Funny It is the most extraordinary, incredible, inconceivable, outrageous, anomalous state of things imaginable. To think of us, here Us, here Us, here varying the emphasis with each repetition. To think of you and me in this house Accepted, adopted, posted up in all details, presented with the freedom of the estate, with riding-horses of our own Ah ejaculated Bell. That fetched you, I could see. Oh yes, and I glowed and gushed also. But, seriously, there is something...